Me

• Cheyenne Wyght, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2015

As the days pass, and night falls once again
and the tears of sorrow run down my face.
No smile or laughter can bring me together.
No hug or kisses will reconnect my heart.
My sense of who I am is gone,
only one person can help me, though
he doesn't know it’s him or who I am,
The tears shift into pain of knowing whats ahead
He will never know how much he means,
he will always be “That guy” who I know.
The darkness swallows me as I cry.
No one will know the pain I go though.
No one cares, No one listened,
I die slowly and quietly hoping nobody sees.
Has I fall into my last sleep, I think,
He will never know and care about me…